Tormented || Anakin Skywalker x Reader

33-Gut Feeling

I nodded quickly, "Okay, I'll be right back." I turned around to rush back to her room and get the bottle, but I accidentally bumped into a little green man on the way.

"Running, why are you?" Master Yoda asked as he looked up to me curiously.

Oh shit. No one told him.

I sighed nervously, "Don't freak out, she's fine. But (y/n) had an accident and she's in room four-" He cut me off by waving his hand and I stumbled to the side as he quickly walked past me. That poor old man is going to have a heart attack one day if shit like this keeps happening to her. I continued on my way and got into her room. I went into her bathroom and the bottle was sitting open on the sink, so I grabbed it to take it back to the doctor.

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"Is my Master going to be okay?" Cal asked sadly from (y/n)'s bedside. Poor kid has been coming in here almost every hour.

Master Yoda nodded, "Fine she will be, rest you need Cal. Bed you should go." Yoda grabbed onto Cal's shoulder to lead him out of the room. The boy took one last look at (y/n) before dropping his head down and leaving. It seems he's taken quite a liking to her in such a short amount of time; it's sweet.

"You should go to bed too Ahsoka." I looked at my padawan who hasn't left my side for the past hour.

She looked up to me and gave me an obedient nod, "Alright; Goodnight Skyguy."

"Goodnight Snips." I responded without looking away from my comatose fiancé. Why do things like this keep happening to her?

This can easily just be my paranoia, especially since I don't have a lot to go on, but I can't help but get the feeling that someone is doing this to her.

I sighed as I sat in the chair next to her bed, but who could it possibly be? I can't think of a single person that has a vendetta against her, except Padme, but I don't even think she's on this planet and that just wouldn't make sense. I need to talk to Obi-Wan about my theory, he can usually tell if I'm on to something or if I'm just being paranoid. But of course he's on Mandalore right now for a mission, yeah right, a mission for pus-,"Rest too, you should." Yoda's voice pulled me away from my thoughts.

I turned and gave him a sad smile, "I know, but I'm not leaving until she wakes up." So I can tell her how sorry I am for being the worst fiancé in the galaxy. I reached forward and placed my hand on hers, "Something is wrong Master Yoda, all of the things happening to her can't just be a coincidence. There has to be a line somewhere where they're no longer just freak accidents, but deliberate."

He hummed as he sat in a chair across from me, "Suggesting what are you?" He asked with curiosity.

I shrugged,"I'm not sure, it just feels like someone is doing all of this to her. I know I have no proof, but I have this gut feeling." I sighed in frustration as I squeezed her hand gently.

Before he could give me a response, the doctor came back into the room with the bottle in his hand, "These are not the pills I gave her for her headaches." He set the bottle down on a tray, "They're what I suspected; Isoniazid."

"Got mixed up they did?" Yoda asked as he called the bottle to his hand and eyed it.

The doctor nodded, "It appears so, but I don't see how it could have happened, I filled this bottle myself and handed it to her personally. It even has the name of the correct medication on the label." He sighed as he looked to be deep in thought, "I've never made a mistake like this before."